TinTennessee
05-31-2004, 08:49 AM
My aunt sent me this from Missouri...she thought me being a Southern girl I would appreciate it and I do..it's hilarious!!
Collards is green, my dog's name is Blue
and I'm so lucky to have a sweet thang like you.
Yore hair is like cornsilk a-flappin in the breeze,
softer than Blues and without all them fleas.
You move like the bass, which excites me in May,
You ain't got no scales, but I luv you anyways.
Yore as satisfy'n as okry, jist a-fryin in the pan.
Yore as fragrant as "snuff" right outta the can.
You have some of yore teeth, for which I am proud,
I hold my head high when we're in a crowd.
On special occasions, when you shave under yore arms,
Well, I'm in hawg heaven, and awed by yore charms.
Still them fellers at work, they all want to know,
What I did to deserve such a purdy, young doe.
Like a good roll of duct tape, yore there fer yer man,
To patch up life's troubles and fix what you can.
Yore as cute as a Junebug a-buzzin overhead.
You ain't mean like those far ants I found in my bed.
When you hold me real tight, like a padded gun rack,
My life is complete, ain't nuttin I lack.
Yore complexion, it's perfection, like the best vinyl sidin.
Despite all the years, yore age it keeps hidin.
Me n you's like a Moon Pie and RC cold drank,
We go together like skunk goes with stank.
Some men they buy chocolates for their gals special day,
They git it at Walmart, it's romantic that way.
Some men git roses on that special day,
From the cooler at Kroger. "That's impressive" I say.
Some men buy fine diamonds, from a flea market booth.
"Diamonds are forever," they explain, suave and smooth.
But for this man, honey, these just won't do,
Cause yore too special, you sweet thang you!
I got you a gift, without taste or odor,
More useful than diamonds....
It's a new troll'n motor!!!
ROFLMAO
Collards is green, my dog's name is Blue
and I'm so lucky to have a sweet thang like you.
Yore hair is like cornsilk a-flappin in the breeze,
softer than Blues and without all them fleas.
You move like the bass, which excites me in May,
You ain't got no scales, but I luv you anyways.
Yore as satisfy'n as okry, jist a-fryin in the pan.
Yore as fragrant as "snuff" right outta the can.
You have some of yore teeth, for which I am proud,
I hold my head high when we're in a crowd.
On special occasions, when you shave under yore arms,
Well, I'm in hawg heaven, and awed by yore charms.
Still them fellers at work, they all want to know,
What I did to deserve such a purdy, young doe.
Like a good roll of duct tape, yore there fer yer man,
To patch up life's troubles and fix what you can.
Yore as cute as a Junebug a-buzzin overhead.
You ain't mean like those far ants I found in my bed.
When you hold me real tight, like a padded gun rack,
My life is complete, ain't nuttin I lack.
Yore complexion, it's perfection, like the best vinyl sidin.
Despite all the years, yore age it keeps hidin.
Me n you's like a Moon Pie and RC cold drank,
We go together like skunk goes with stank.
Some men they buy chocolates for their gals special day,
They git it at Walmart, it's romantic that way.
Some men git roses on that special day,
From the cooler at Kroger. "That's impressive" I say.
Some men buy fine diamonds, from a flea market booth.
"Diamonds are forever," they explain, suave and smooth.
But for this man, honey, these just won't do,
Cause yore too special, you sweet thang you!
I got you a gift, without taste or odor,
More useful than diamonds....
It's a new troll'n motor!!!
ROFLMAO